1-2-3-4... Go!
How can you sleep at night, when the sound of the clock is ticking away our time?
Will we make it through the night?
I'll believe It when I see it, and I'm blinded by the sunlight
Faded through my eyes,
I see your silhouette.
Now the visions from last night are coming alive, coming alive
We're dead, we're dead, now we own the night
We're dead, we're dead, live the dead beat life
We're dead, we're dead, every single night
So lets party in the graveyard.
*Calling all monsters,
Zombies and creeps...
Tonight's the night for dreamers
And true believers in the after life
Let's get this party started! *
I take back all my poor words.
Talk is cheap, but my mind is rich
When I close my eyes
You grab my wrist,
And pull me in to your cold dead lips
In to your cold dead lips
You're a cold heart bitch
In to your cold hard lips
You're just a cold hard bitch
We're dead, we're dead, now we own the night
We're dead, we're dead, live the dead beat life
We're dead, we're dead, every single night
So lets party in the graveyard!
Party in the graveyard!
They say the world is ending
What did you live for?
Let go of all your vices
They're just controlling us
They say we're dead and it ends tonight
I say, " Then lets party in the graveyard!"
We're dead, we're dead, now we own the night
We're dead, we're dead, live the dead beat life
We're dead, we're dead, every single night
So lets party in the graveyard
Party in the graveyard!
Party in the graveyard!
Artist: Sean Rowe
Artist: Steve Hackett
Artist: Strangulated Beatoffs